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Kelly and the Candidate
Billie Williams
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The trouble at Idle A While didn’t disappear overnight. Certain resident abuse was still reported to her throughout the day. If Jayde was gone from the night shift, how could it continue? She had no control over anyone or anything anymore, or did she? Mary began scrutinizing the list of workers on the night shift. Of course, Dolly Sweetig and Ebony Jane, Jayde’s right hand aids were still on staff. Did Jayde still have the power to manipulate their actions? Mary knocked on Edith’s door. A look of disgust greeted her when she opened the door. “What is it?” Edit’s voice was as sharp as her glare. Her impatience was obvious. “It’s about resident care.” Mary crossed the expanse from the door to stand in front of Edith’s desk. “Sit,” Edith demanded. Mary was tempted to bark. Edith sounded like she was commanding a dog. She put her pen down on the stack of papers she was signing and removed her thick glasses, laced her fingers together and plopped her hands on top of the stack of papers. “What about resident care? And make it quick, I have an armload of paperwork to fill out for firing Jayde.” The way she said it Mary thought it sounded like she might fire her next. Mary knew it was easier to hire then it was to fire someone, but had never had to fill out the accompanying paperwork. “I think she still has her fingers in this pie.” Edith bolted from her chair flinging the wheeled desk chair back into the wall with her sudden movement. The look on her face contorted from pain, to fear, to anger as she rapidly paced the office floor from desk to door and back several times. She seemed oblivious to Mary sitting there. She had the feeling Edith might bolt right out the door any minute and never return. “I think it’s Dolly and Ebony,” she said testing whether Edith was capable of listening or at least hearing what she said. A couple sharp raps on the door startled Edith and paused her in her worried pacing, “Enter,” she commanded her voice returning to her “in charge” demeanor. As if cued by Mary’s accusation, Dolly and Ebony stood at the door with a neatly gift wrapped package. “From Jayde,” Dolly said. “She’s sorry she upset you,” Ebony said her voice loaded with so much sugar it would overdose a non-diabetic person. Mary knew Edith was diabetic, and she worried the sugar in ebony’s voice was more toxic then real sugar would be. They simultaneously glared at Mary. She could feel the hatred slice into her like needles in a voodoo doll. She held her ground and returned the glares with her own. She would not be intimidated by these two. It would never end if she was. Edith accepted the brightly wrapped gift and closed the door behind the two women as they left. Something wasn’t right. Mary sensed it. Either Jayde was looking to get back into Edith’s good graces, which she doubted, or—the gift was a bear in another guise. She nearly expected to hear the box ticking like a time bomb, whatever it was she was sure it wasn’t good. “Edith, I don’t trust that...” She began as Edith started to open the box. “Oh, don’t be silly.” Edith carefully removed the wrapping paper and folded it before she cut the tape on the shoe box lid. Mary held her breath expecting the worst. Edith lifted the lid carefully and began removing the pastel tissue paper. She screamed and flung the box across the room. As it sailed a white rat impaled on a long handled sword letter opener fell to the floor with a clang. Mary gasped, but swallowed her disgust and went to put the poor creature back in the box. “Don’t touch the knife, fingerprints,” Edith sputtered as she dialed the number for security. Within minutes security was walking out with the dead rat and Dolly and Ebony had their walking papers. Edith didn’t ask, she just fired them. They would not be delivering anymore packages from Jayde or anyone, at least not to Idle A While. They protested that they had no clue what was in the box, but Edith wasn’t buying what


Award winning Mystery/Suspense author Billie A Williams is a fiction, non-fiction and poetry author and has won numerous contests for her short/flash fiction stories, essays, and poetry. She is published in various magazines such as the literary magazine Thema; Guide, a Magazine for Children, Novel Advice.com, Writing Etc. WritingNow.com, and Women In The Arts newsletter as well as Sister’s in Crime, to list but a few. Her articles, columns and features have appeared regularly in newspapers. Short stories, Flash fiction, poetry and book reviews have appeared in Mystery Time, True Love Magazine and various anthologies and on line e-zines and web sites. She writes a bi-monthly column titled “Whodunit?” for Mystery Fiction’s Voices in the Dark and is a contributing editor for Writingnow.com a Blueberry Press Newsletter. She also hosts her own writer’s group, Word Mage. She is an active blogger; http://printedwords.blogspot.com and http://onewomansgarden.blogspot.com , as well as owning and operating a Book Club for serialized chapters of her Novel The Capricorn Goat~~January Flannel available for free to those who sign up for her mailing list http://www.billiewilliams.com/BOOKCLUB.html and a Free Writer’s course at Pens In Motion http://www.pensinmotion.com , a five week series of writing lessons pulled from her three published books on writing how to write and two currently being developed. Williams is currently a member of The Wisconsin Regional Writers Association (WRWA) Upper Peninsula Writers Association (UPWA)National Association of Women Writers (NAWW) Sister’s in Crime, Women in the Arts Program, Electronically Published Internet Connection (EPIC), Society of Children’s Book Writers and Illustrators. (SCBWI) and Children’s Book Insider, and the Children Writers Coaching Club. Her website www.billiewilliams.com She lives with her husband in Amberg, a small Northern Wisconsin community where the winters are cold and long, but the people are warm and friendly.


Billie A. Williams has breathed life into a believable set of characters you'll love or love to hate. The story is packed with enthralling plot twists that keep the reader glued to the page as the dark dynamics of relationships and crime unfold. Death by Candlelight holds rare delights in store for the murder mystery lover., --Susan J. Letham, http://www.Inspired2Write.com What is innocence? What is guilt? And who is really to blame for the death of Randolph Ord III? A domineering mother, a spoiled son, and a woman who dreams of a husband, a child, and a home. The characters in Death by Candlelight are familiar, and that's what lends them their appeal. You may sympathize with them. You may despise them. But Ms. Williams brings them to life so vividly they won't leave you cold. The gripping murder investigation in Death by Candlelight takes the 'whodunnit and how?' a step further and explores the shades of gray that make up the 'why?' Billie Williams has studied her craft and knows how to keep a reader turning pages. The plot is substantial and full of clever surprises. The smoothly-paced story unfolds to reveal, little by little, a dramatic tale of twisted family relationships, crime, love, envy and death: the perfect mix for a murder mystery. -- Susan J. Letham, http://www.Inspired2Write.com Death by Candlelight portrays the unbending force upon humans to repeat generational cycles of abusers and victims. Cycles that love, faith or hope can rarely supersede. Yet, with the unraveling of a murder, we are still left with a glimmer of hope. , -- Shelly Moloney, Author Star Slurry DEATH BY CANDLELIGHT is a fast-paced read filled with a diverse cast of characters who each have their own motives for murder. Just when you think you've hit the calm after the storm, Williams' story takes the reader in a new and more intriguing direction. -- Shirley Kawa-Jump, THE VIRGIN’S PROPOSAL, Silhouette Romance, January 2003, Writing classes: shirleyjump-subscribe@yahoogroups.com Death By Candlelight,, The story? TERRIFIC. I could hardly wait to finish it.. reminds me of Sydney Sheldon.... --Judy Bozicevich, Administrative Assistant, Edward Jones Company Every time I thought I had Death by Candlelight figured out, Williams threw in a new twist that left me thinking, I DIDN'T see that coming! Death By Candlelight isn't so much a "Who-Done-It" as it is a character driven story filled with more twists than a Colorado mountain road. It's a quick read without any lulls in the action. Death by Candlelight is a fabulous first novel by Wisconsin writer, Billie Williams. Be sure to watch her career--I'm sure we'll hear from her again--at least I hope we do! -- Beth Erickson, http://filbertpublishing.com Fire At Thunder Ridge: “Bloody footprints in the snow--the most puzzling fire I’ve ever heard about--once wasn’t enough for this book. I had to go back & read it a second time to admire Billie Williams’ inventiveness & vivid imagery all over again.” -- Fran Keighley, Golden Wings Award winning author.” …I think the best word to describe Fire at Thunder Ridge is "thrilling." With action, suspense, and intrigue, Fire at Thunder Ridge is a mystery-suspense to keep the reader hooked until they finish the last page… Fire at Thunder Ridge is exciting and very suspenseful. I highly recommend it!, -- Beverley Bateman, babateman@shaw.ca, http://www.beverleybateman.com, It's only a step from caring to killing The Pink Lady Slipper: Trudy Moncha's mother died unexpectedly of a heart attack. She inherited the family Homestead in Michigan, and with it The Pink

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ISBN: 1597055921
ISBN(13-digit): 9781597055925
Copyright: 2010
Book Publisher: Wings ePress
Binding: Perfect
No. of Pages: 316

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